Chapter 17 Psychologist Jessica

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At 4:30 PM, the first round of objective questions for the legal examination was finally over.

Zhang Wei and Luo Xiaobu walked out of the examination room together.

"Zhang Wei, I feel like I didn't do well. What if I really don't pass and have to retake it?"

Luo Xiaobu was somewhat alarmed, with a dejected expression after the exam.

"Calm down, Radish. There's a first time for everything!" Zhang Wei quickly offered a word of comfort.

"Uh..."

Luo Xiaobu felt that it would have been better if Zhang Wei hadn't said anything at all—what kind of comfort was that?

However, he couldn't really do anything to Zhang Wei. If it hadn't been for the latter calling him at noon, he might have overslept.

"The subjective questions won't be until mid-October. What are you going to do in the meantime?"

"Of course, I'm going to prepare for the exam. What else do you think, continue watching female streamers?"

Hearing the question, Zhang Wei looked at Luo Xiaobu with a strange expression, making the latter feel embarrassed.

The objective section was just the first step; the real difficulty lay in the subjective section.

"Right, since we're on the topic of stress, I've got to get my psychological assessment done. The school administration office has been reminding me about the student loan!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Wei decided to search for a reliable psychologist from those offered by the school after getting back.

As the sky darkened, Zhang Wei and Luo Xiaobu bade farewell and left Xiuyelou, heading back to Sifang Gate.

Upon returning to Lin Mansion, Zhang Wei looked at the entrance and pondered when he would hang a sign with "Zhang Mansion" on the gate.

As for it being a haunted house, it didn't bother him.

Every villa he had bought in his previous life had serious problems.

Especially the last one, which directly led to his transmigration and becoming Zhang Wei.

Forget it. It's a long and arduous task.

Just thinking about the housing prices in Dongfang Capital, and Lin's Second Sister-in-Law's snobbery, he knew this was not a short-term project.

He needed to focus on the present and get the psychological assessment done first.

Zhang Wei decisively returned to his room and began to search online to book a psychologist.

"Hello, is this Dr. Chen's office? I'd like to book a psychological assessment."

"Okay, please register your information with us, and we'll help you arrange it."

"My name is Zhang Wei, a student at East University Law School, and this assessment..."

"Wait, what did you say your name was?"

"Zhang Wei, what's the issue?"

"Sorry, Dr. Chen's appointments are fully booked for the next six months."

"How's that possible? I saw on your office's webpage that you're welcoming bookings. Don't tell me there's a mistake on your advertisement?"

"Beep beep beep..."

"What's going on?"

Looking at the disconnected phone and listening to the dial tone, Zhang Wei was dumbfounded.

He hurriedly clicked on the second psychologist's profile to start the booking process.

"Hello, is this Dr. Li's office? I need to get a psychological assessment. Do you have any appointment slots available?"

"Of course, please register your information."

"My name is Zhang Wei, from East University..."

"Wait a second, did you say your name is Zhang Wei?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"Sorry, I just checked, and our registration is full. Please look for another doctor."

"What do you mean it's full? Are you assistants blind or something? Didn't you just say..."

"Beep beep beep..."

Looking at the phone that had been hung up again, Zhang Wei finally sensed something was amiss.

Something's not right!

Really not right!

He knew there had to be a problem.

To confirm, Zhang Wei dialed the number of the third psychologist's office.

"Hello, may I speak with Dr. Wang's office?"

"Yes, this is. Are you looking to make an appointment?"

"Yes, I would like to book a psychological assessment."

"Alright, please provide us with your information."

"My name is Luo Xiaobu, a student of the law school at Dongfang Capital..."

"Mhm, we have booked an appointment for you. Please input your identification information and confirm receipt."

"Actually, I made a mistake. My name is Zhang Wei... Could you change the name for me? Don't cancel the booking, thank you."

"What, Zhang Wei?"

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"What's the matter, is there a problem?"

"I'm sorry, all appointments are booked, goodbye!"

"Beep beep beep..."

As he stared at the phone that had just been hung up on him once again, Zhang Wei finally confirmed that someone was definitely sabotaging him behind his back.

This person had a certain level of clout and could compel these psychologists to refuse his appointment requests, targeting only him specifically.

Moreover, this person knew that he needed a psychological assessment recently.

The most crucial point was that this person was petty-minded to think of using such despicable tactics to upset others.

Combining these clues, the identity of the person was almost ready to declare itself.

Professor Zheng Qian from the Law School!

"Cao! (a plant)"

Zhang Wei actually had a good temper and rarely swore.

But he had never imagined that Zheng Qian could stoop so low, utterly unfit to be a teacher.

Zhang Wei gave up; he knew it was no use continuing to try.

Since he couldn't book an appointment with a psychologist provided by the school, he had to think of something else.

"I'll just go to sleep, I've finished the exams today, better rest up!"

But just as he lay down, he heard the sound of a machine nearby.

"Washing machine, I remember the landlord didn't provide that, right?"

He could tell that someone was washing clothes with a washing machine.

Zhang Wei lived in Lin Mansion, and although there was no shortage of water and electricity, there really wasn't a washing machine; he had always washed his clothes by hand.

He knew that the person doing the laundry was his roommate, Zhao Xiaoxiao.

But the question was, where did the washing machine come from?

"Forget about it, none of my business!"

He couldn't stop his roommate from doing whatever she wanted, so he just had to pretend he didn't hear anything.

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After a long sleep until dawn, Zhang Wei got up early again.

This time, he made two breakfast servings and then called out to the room upstairs.

"Breakfast is ready, if you want to eat, come down, but you'll have to wash your own dishes!"

After eating breakfast by himself, he left Lin Mansion.

However, just as he stepped outside, he saw Mr. Zhao Qingyan in the house, with several appliance company workers bustling around.

"Uncle Zhao, how come you're back today?"

"Oh, the washing machine at home went missing, I bought a new one and am having the guys install it right now."

"The washing machine went missing?"

Zhang Wei barely managed to keep a straight face, because the missing washing machine is most likely inside my house!

"Zhang, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, nothing, just think the thieves nowadays are getting way too bold, even stealing washing machines!"

Seeing that Mr. Zhao Qingyan seemed to have picked up on something, Zhang Wei quickly spoke out righteously, condemning that "thief" who stole the washing machine.

"Zhang, you seem serious. Have you encountered any troubling matters recently?"

Mr. Zhao Qingyan seemed to notice something and casually asked.

What else could be troubling me, of course it's your daughter.

But Zhang Wei couldn't expose this, and he changed the subject: "Yeah, I have run into a troublesome matter recently. I wanted to book a psychological assessment, but all the doctors I tried to book are fully scheduled."

"Oh, psychological assessment, do you need a psychologist?" Mr. Zhao Qingyan showed interest and asked once more.

"Yes, the assessment is quite important, it's required by the Academic Affairs Office."

"You should have said so earlier. Uncle Zhao can introduce you to a professional psychologist. I'm a frequent client of hers. I'll give her a call and book an appointment for you right now!"

"Uhm..."

Seeing Mr. Zhao Qingyan quickly take out his phone and start making a call, Zhang Wei couldn't even find the time to stop him.

"Hello, is that Cui Xi? Please check the doctor's appointment schedule for me, I need to book a consultation..."

Soon, the booking was completed.

Mr. Zhao Qingyan told Zhang Wei that the appointment with the doctor was scheduled for the weekend, and he could just go directly then.

"Then thank you, Uncle Zhao."

Zhang Wei naturally expressed his gratitude, and the clouds in his mind cleared away.

He went back to Lin Mansion and glanced at the kitchen, only to find that the second serving of breakfast had been eaten, but the dishes hadn't been washed.

"This woman, hasn't she grown up at all!"

Zhang Wei's mouth twitched, but he resisted the urge to go upstairs and confront the person responsible.

Mr. Zhao Qingyan had helped him once more, and for his sake, he decided not to make life difficult for his daughter.

After all, Mr. Zhao's daughter is like my own, I'm short of a daughter to care for, she'll be my, Zhang Wei's, daughter from now on!

Consoling himself with this thought, Zhang Wei could only wash all the dishes himself.

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Over the next few days, he maintained his usual routine, except that all his learning was done online.

Of course, during this period he took care of his own meals, and while he was cooking, he had to prepare two portions, one for himself and one for his "daughter".

Ever since Zhao Xiaoxiao had tasted Zhang Wei's cooking, she ventured out less and would come down on her own around mealtime.

However, each time she would only appear after Zhang Wei had finished eating and left the kitchen, then she would leave the dishes behind and retreat to her room after eating.

When Zhang Wei returned, he would take care of the dishes for both of them.

Zhang Wei commented that not even a real daughter would be this infuriating, it was utterly presumptuous!

This made him think of his past life when, after the divorce, he also lived apart from his daughter and never enjoyed the happiness of a family together.

Although he suddenly had a "daughter", the feeling wasn't too bad.

It was just that this "daughter" lived off him and ate his food without showing her face much, which left him a bit helpless.

Zhang Wei couldn't figure out what the deal with Zhao Xiaoxiao was, what she was up to every day alone in her room.

"Forget about it, never mind her..."

On Friday night, Xia Qianyue reached out to him via WeChat.

Xia Qianyue: Zhang Wei, how's law exam going? Do you think you can pass it?

Zhang Wei: When I take action, of course it's no problem.

Xia Qianyue: That's good to hear. Also, I have some great news for you, my internship application with the Martial Association has been approved, and I can go on patrol with my master tomorrow! (Excited)

Zhang Wei: Congratulations, but isn't patrolling just walking around the streets? What's there to be excited about?

Xia Qianyue: It's patrolling, okay? I'm super excited (p≧w≦q)!!!

Seeing the emoticon that Xia Qianyue sent, Zhang Wei knew she must be very excited.

After all, this was her first mission, even though it was just basic patrolling.

Zhang Wei smiled contentedly, feeling like he had more than just one daughter to take care of.

Soon, another message arrived.

Xia Qianyue: By the way, do you want to come see me this weekend? My patrol location is in Central Ring, not far from where you live.

Zhang Wei: Sure, but I have to do a psychological assessment tomorrow first. The school administration is pushing it, can I come find you after that?

Xia Qianyue: We're on then, no backing out this time! Whoever pulls a no-show is a rotten egg!

Zhang Wei: Woof woof~ (Dog head)

Xia Qianyue: Drop dead! (Slap)

After finishing the pleasant chat with Xia Qianyue, Zhang Wei put down his phone and started another round of studying.

Nobody could stop his pursuit of learning, especially now that he had the "Golden Finger", his enthusiasm for studying was at an all-time high.

You may now call him Zhang Studious!

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The next day, at noon.

After a simple lunch, Zhang Wei shouted upstairs, "I'll be going out today. You can heat up the lunch for dinner if you'd like, or sort yourself out if you prefer."

There was no response from upstairs.

"Are you there? Just reply if you heard me!" Zhang Wei wasn't annoyed and asked again.

"Oh, I got it~"

It took a while before Zhao Xiaoxiao lazily replied, sounding very reluctant.

Zhang Wei could tell that she was still in bed.

"Okay, then you continue sleeping, I'm heading out!"

He left Lin Mansion and glanced at Zhao Mansion's location; the gate was closed, indicating Mr. Zhao Qingyan was not there.

"Huff and puff!"

Next door at Zhang Family Martial Arts School, the gate was wide open, and the sounds of practice could be heard.

"Getting up early to exercise has its benefits~"

As Zhang Wei passed by the entrance of the martial arts school, he peeked inside and saw several figures practicing in the courtyard, led seemingly by a girl wearing practice attire; however, because the door blocked his view, he couldn't see her face.

Behind the girl, several boys were following her movements as they practiced.

The girl was probably the Zhang family girl mentioned by the landlord, said to be a coach at the martial arts school. Unfortunately, Zhang Wei had never met her.

Zhang Wei did not know what martial arts they were practicing, nor did he have any intention of finding out. He continued on his way.

He took the subway directly, having had a bad experience with traffic congestion before and developing an aversion to it.

In less than 20 minutes, he arrived at Dongfang Capital Inner Ring city center.

Although Central Ring was already considered a prime area in Dongfang Capital, the bustling city center of the Inner Ring was truly representative of Dongfang Capital's status as an international city.

Skyscrapers everywhere, luxury stores with ornate decorations, and supermarkets filled with an array of products.

Arriving here, Zhang Wei even felt somewhat out of place amongst his surroundings.

A glance and he saw a group of fashionably dressed young people passing by, wearing trendy sports brands, adorned with jewellery, and carrying various electronic products Zhang Wei couldn't even name.

And what about Zhang Wei?

He was dressed in cheap clothing that cost just a few dozen yuan per piece, with bargain market scorpion shoes on his feet—standing out in one aspect: poverty!

Had it not been for Mr. Zhao's help, the only piece of electronic equipment he owned would be that old flip phone.

"Right, did Uncle Zhao mention how much the doctor is charging for the consultation?"

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By the time Zhang Wei got here, he remembered something—he had forgotten to ask about the consultation fee.

He quickly took out his phone and contacted Zhao Qingyan.

After composing the message, he sent it directly.

Unfortunately, there was no reply.

Zhang Wei had no other choice but to follow the address and ask the doctor himself.

The psychologist's office was located on Financial Street, in the heart of the city center.

This was the true core of Dongfang Capital, where property prices around the area could even exceed 200,000 per square meter, with an apartment potentially costing tens of millions.

Even with such property prices, real estate developers in Dongfang Capital sold houses worth ten million as if they were just basic necessities, reportedly in high demand.

Zhang Wei sneered—the market is dictated by supply and demand, and the mothers-in-law in Dongfang Capital have driven property prices sky-high.

Walking through this precious strip of land, he quickly arrived at his destination, the United Financial Building on Financial Street.

This building was 50 stories high, with each floor boasting a height of 5 meters. Although it only had 50 stories, it was taller than some nearby buildings with a hundred floors.

The first floor of the building was a lavish and splendid lobby with a ten-meter-high ceiling, crystal chandeliers sparkling in the ceiling, while the waiting area was filled with newspapers and magazines, with businesspeople in suits conversing in hushed tones.

The receptionists at the entrance presented their professional etiquette to all the guests, towering in figure, clad in fitting uniforms, with faces bearing approachable smiles.

Zhang Wei walked into the elevator under the disdainful gaze of the receptionist and pressed the button for the 41st floor.

The higher the floor in the United Financial Building, the more expensive the rent was.

The altitude above the 40th floor allowed one to overlook much of Dongfang Capital City Center, but it also demanded a huge annual rent that could reach a million.

Ding-dong.

The 41st floor had been reached.

Zhang Wei stepped out of the elevator, facing a directional sign.

Left: Auspicious Wedding Company.

Services: Specializing in wedding photography, honeymoon travel consultation for newlyweds.

Center: Southeast Fly Emotion Consulting Company.

Services: Divorce agreement consultation, asset distribution advice.

Right: Jessica's Office.

Services: Psychological counseling, psychological evaluation and testing.

"Good grief, they've got marriage and divorce covered!"

Although his destination was to the right, the sight of the signs for the businesses on the left and in the center made him laugh—it was like a turtle backing out of its shell, unable to contain itself.

He was curious whether the two businesses ever came to blows.

Or whether there had been couples who had dealt with the business on the left in their first year of marriage and then handled their subsequent business in the center the next year.

Good grief, it really was full-service!

With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Wei chose the right.

There was a reception desk at the entrance of the clinic, where a brunette woman was busy registering something, while several men in suits were waiting in the nearby waiting area.

"Mr. Wang, it's your turn!" the woman called out with a distinctive accent.

The man from the waiting area stood up immediately, excitedly stepping into the office behind the woman.

Not until then did Zhang Wei see the woman's face clearly; she was not from Dragon Country.

The woman wore square glasses, had curly brown hair tied into a high bun, and had slender cheeks, looking to be around 50 years old, with a lace handkerchief beside her left hand. She gave off the impression of the stereotypical, stern headteacher whom students feared at school.

"Jessica must be the doctor's name—does this mean the doctor isn't from Dragon Country?"

Zhang Wei hadn't anticipated that the psychologist Zhao Qingyan referred him to would be from abroad.

He also noticed that all the patients here were men, seemingly businesspeople from nearby offices, all excited and with a hint of smug anticipation.

It was as if seeing Dr. Jessica was something to get excited about.

This piqued Zhang Wei's curiosity: who exactly was this doctor that everyone seemed so eager to see?

If she was such a famous doctor, why couldn't he find any information about her online?

More than two hours passed, and finally, it was Zhang Wei's turn.

"Mr. Zhao Qingyan!" the woman continued to announce.

"That's me, although I'm actually a friend of Mr. Zhao Qingyan," Zhang Wei stood up and informed her.

"Hmm, Mr. Zhao has already informed us. Please come in," the woman said without any expression, mechanically reminding Zhang Wei to enter.

With a mix of curiosity and nervousness, Zhang Wei walked into the office.

The office inside was large, like a gigantic study room, nearly one hundred square meters in size, surrounded by bookshelves loaded with a plethora of books.

In the center of the room was a coffee table, two sofas, and a corner where there was an area for people to lie down and rest.

"Hello, are you Mr. Zhang Wei?"

Suddenly, a soft female voice sounded from behind Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei abruptly turned around and then gasped.

He saw a blonde, blue-eyed, curvaceous woman smiling at him.

She had the looks and figure to be an international supermodel, yet she was a psychologist.

This was simply... amazing!